Constellation

In the belief of space ‐time I am nothing.

Seemingly a complex constellation of ideas of limitation, preferring discomforts and indescribable labors rather than transform my own symbolic objective organization,

a tightly woven web that could be likened to the intricacy of a labyrinth. The legend presents me with Ariadne's thread as the means of getting out of the labyrinth‐ whereas it is in fact nothing else then the labyrinth itself.

Space/time, a field of circumstances and forces meeting and working out a resultant progression whose course it measures and repeats, a tiny tick of time which is over and gone.


“There is no world,” but only interpretations about it, and no world left over once all interpretations are subtracted.

When in a single instant the dependence on God is seen and declared, time became for all timeit is the application of miracles, which are Christ controlled. The other two are voluntary aspects of miraclemindedness are up to you”.